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Meanwhile, let us have a sip of tea. the afternoon glow is brightening in the
bamboos, the fountains are bubbling with delight, the soughing of pines is
heard in our kettle. let us dream of evanescence, and linger in the beautiful
foolishness of things. - The Book of Tea

Friday, October 27, 2006

And all the roads we have to walk along are winding,
And all the lights that lead us there are blinding.
There are many things that I would like to say to you -
But I don't know how.
Because maybe you're gonna be the one who saves me?
And after all, you're my wonderwall.


Remind me to live and to not just go through the motions of everyday life. I want to feel the fucking wind in my hair once again.

I think you're the same as me.
We see things they'll never see.
You and I are gonna live forever..we're gonna live forever.